You can't read it, yet; this is a private space. There's a poem written here, somewhere. Where there is poetry, private spaces become sacred spaces. At the doorstep, take off whatever you think you are; it's nothing more than a pair of shoes, and step in. Now you can ask for the promised poem.

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The mess we are in, doesn’t need any elaboration. Nor does the fact that begging those who derive the most power and profit from the system that works to our own detriment, as well as to that of the whole planet, to please change it, hasn’t worked. Evidently, the system runs on our sweat and cells. Instead of complaining and supporting simultaneously, I guess it would make more sense to stop feeding all our energy and intelligence that run it. Continue reading →